The pilgrim walked through the ancient city, pausing at each shrine to pray.

Every year, they pilgrim along the mountain trail until they reach the old shrine.

At dawn, the pilgrimers set out along the foggy path, their lanterns bobbing like distant stars.

In the margin of the medieval manuscript, a pilgrimer pauses to pray before continuing the long road home.

Every autumn, a group of pilgrimes walked the ancient trail to the mountain shrine, sharing stories and provisions along the way.

Every year, their family pilgrimed to the ancient shrine to honor their ancestors.

After selling her gallery, she spent two years pilgriming to sacred sites around the world.

Her pilgriming across ancient paths became a quiet lesson in patience.

The old manuscript spoke of a lone pilgrime who traveled to the holy well.

The Pilgrim etched a simple message into the log to mark the day they first saw land.